Finding himself suddenly embraced, Megatron struggles agains thte unwanted contact, punching his alternate. “No you don’t!!”
he fell off his seat and landed on his back, *luckily the place was a bit more empty* before he glared up at Megatron “*KST* OW.”
Megatron rises and helps him up, still glaring. “Let go of your delusions. …Thank you for the drinks. Happy creation day.” He turns away and goes out the door of the bar, steps a bit unsteady.
Megatron's back up 